Goodbye, Mr. Chips Page #6

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-Mrs. Bullock!

-Mrs. Bullock!

-Why, Martin, you hardly ate anything.

-I'm in training.

He's one of our best footballers.

He'll get his colors next term.

-Really?

-Oh, yes.

-Do you think we'll beat Sedbury?

-We ought to.

-The Sedbugs are funks anyway.

-What, Mitchell?

Sedbugs. That's our name for them.

Oh, I see. What do they call you,

the Brookfleas?

If you do win, Mr. Chipping

and I must give you a feast of victory.

You'll wear vine leaves

and eat muffins Iying on couches...

...like the ancient Romans.

I'm sorry to interrupt your classical

lesson, but there's the bell...

...and these ancient Romans

will be late for chapel.

I haven't enjoyed a party so much

for ages. Come again soon.

-Oh, thank you.

-Thank you.

Now, don't be late for chapel,

or you'll get us into trouble.

-No, we won't.

-Thank you very much. Goodbye, sir.

-Goodbye.

-Goodbye.

-Goodbye, sir.

-Goodbye.

-Goodbye, sir.

-Goodbye.

-What a nice lot they are.

-They certainly are when you know them.

Though what authority I shall have

in class after these orgies--

Ten times more because now

they look on you as a friend.

What a revolutionary you are.

Try one of those jokes you've kept

hidden away, see what happens.

No. There's a limit, even to revolutions.

A woman...

...of the plebeian class.

Can anyone tell me

what is the lex canuleia?

It was the law that allowed patricians

to marry plebeians.

As a matter of fact,

it was a very handy law...

...because if Mr. Patrician told Miss Plebs

he was very sorry he couldn't marry her...

...after they'd made the lex canuleia...

...she probably replied,

"Oh, yes, you can, you liar. "

Canuleia!

That's enough. That's enough.

That's enough. Thank you.

Bullock!

It's very kind of you to show such

violent appreciation of my joke...

...but we mustn't return you to your

parents with a broken blood vessel.

"Mr. Pickwick was sufficiently fired

with Mr. Pott's enthusiasm...

...to apply his whole time and attention

to the proceedings--"

Lights out.

-Are you taking dormitory inspection?

-Yes, shan't be long.

-Chips!

-Yes?

Cough a little before

you come to number 11.

Now, Kathy, why?

Jones Minor got a box from home today.

Did you ever have a dormitory feast?

Well, I do remember once,

but that's beside the point.

Is it?

I think you're trying to pull

Brookfield down stone by stone.

Hm. Thought I heard a noise.

Must have been the cat.

-Merry Christmas, sir.

-Thank you.

-Bullock, go easy on the mince pies.

-Merry Christmas.

-Say goodbye to Mrs. Chipping for me.

-Yes.

-I'm bringing Mrs. Chipping silkworms.

-How very nice. Thank you.

-Mater hopes you'll see us, sir.

-I will.

My uncle's taking us

to the Drury Lane pantomime.

Then you'll see Dan Leno.

I believe he's even funnier than I am.

Beg your pardon, sir. The headmaster

says, would you see him in his room?

-At once?

-Yes, sir.

Yes, of course.

Well, goodbye. I must go.

-Goodbye, sir.

-Merry Christmas.

What do you suppose

the head wants with me?

There.

How do you think it looks, Nellie?

Oh, it's ever so beautiful, ma'am.

Kathy! Where are you?

-I'm here, dear.

Kathy, such news!

They're making me housemaster.

Longhurst's leaving,

the head's offering me his house.

Darling!

Oh, darling. I'm so happy.

Not that it's any more

than you deserve.

Longhurst, it's a lovely old house.

It's 18th century, isn't it?

Yes, I believe so.

There's a most imposing library for you

and a greenhouse with a grapevine.

We ought to have lighter paint

in the hall. It's a little gloomy.

Now, now.

The bedrooms are lovely.

There's a little room I always thought

would be perfect for the nursery.

-You always thought?

-But of course, dear.

I was sure you'd be housemaster

one day...

...just as I'm sure that one day

you'll be head.

I've been trying to make up my mind

which of the houses I like best.

-The presumption of the woman!

-Imagine.

Longhurst will have to be called

Chipping's now.

Chipping's? Oh, of course. Yes.

Well, well.

Oh, I'm so proud.

-I do believe you really meant it too.

-Meant what?

I might be headmaster

one of these days.

My darling, you're a very sweet person

and a very human person...

...and a very modest person.

You have all sorts of unexpected gifts

and qualities.

So unexpected that you keep

surprising even me with them.

Never be afraid that you can't do

anything you've made up your mind to.

As long as you believe in yourself...

...you can go as far as you dream.

Certainly you'll be headmaster,

if you want to.

Don't move. I've brought something

for a celebration.

Max, what a lovely surprise.

It isn't every day our friend

becomes a housemaster.

We haven't drank wine together

since that evening in Vienna, remember?

The beautiful Biue Danube.

The Danube would certainly be blue

for both of you tonight.

To Herr Von Chipping

of Chipping's House...

...and to Frau Von Chipping,

the most sweet lady in the world.

And to you, dear Max,

we shall never forget you.

What was it we said in the cafe

that night my hero rescued me?

Servus?

-Servus, Max.

-Servus.

-Now you shall make a toast, Miss Kathy.

-What shall I say?

I know.

Max, Chips, to the future.

-To the future.

-To the future.

Yes, sir. Is it true that

Iady spiders eat their husbands?

-With certain species, yes.

-Be careful not to marry a spider, Colley.

Well, thank you, sir.

We mustn't keep you, sir.

It was jolly decent of you

to explain it.

Can't think what boys are coming to.

April the 1st, and they stand around

and ask silly questions about spiders.

When I was their age, a master's life

used to be a purgatory on April Fools' Day.

Well, times are changing.

I must be off. See you at lunch.

-Is it over?

-No.

No. I'm afraid

it's going to be a bad time.

I must go back at once.

I came down to tell you...

...that we're doing everything we can.

I'll come back again directly as possible.

It's best for you to stay here,

old man. Please.

-What's all this?

-Bring the postmark across this letter.

It's an April fool for Chips.

He'll think they're really letters,

only they're nothing but blank paper.

-I don't see much in that.

-That's the point. There isn't.

Chips will see the joke.

He's good at seeing jokes lately.

Have you heard the news?

Chips is having a baby.

-Chips is?

-Mrs. Chips, you fool.

Just like old Chips, he would

have a baby on April Fools' Day.

Mrs. Chipping?

Yes, Nellie, and the baby too.

I'll send the message to the common

room. Someone else can take your class.

-It's all right.

-But, Chips, there's no need--

He came in!

Please, sir.

There are a lot of letters for you.

Oh. Thank you, Henley.

-First of April, sir!

-April fool!

April fools!

Will you turn to page 29?

Colley?

Colley, will you begin?

The Roman ambassadors...

...crossed...

...from Carthage...

...as it had been commanded to them...

...into Rome...

...into Spain...

...in order that they might

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